Chapter 17 Necromancer
The fireball Lin Yi cast was several meters in diameter. It was exaggeratedly large and terrifyingly powerful. It killed hundreds of undead creatures in an instant, which immediately attracted the attention of many high-level undead.
"Elf, male?"
"And he is a fire magician who has reached level nine!"
"Aren't the elves all female elves? How can there be male elves?"
"No matter what, rush in!"
"Kill all the elves and knock down the tree of life!"
There are high-level undead spirits shaking the spiritual consciousness and giving orders.
The mighty army of the undead was like a tide, carrying countless magic attacks and dense rain of arrows, rushing towards the elven army gathered in the center of the square.
In the process, a large number of undead creatures fell to the ground.
Especially the magic skills from more than a hundred elf magicians caused huge casualties to the undead army.
But even so, the undead army did not retreat even half a step.
Soon, the two legions collided.
The golden and iron-like chirping was dense and harsh.
Hundreds of elven swordsmen formed a solid line of defense, resisting the charge of the undead army. Even if there were undead knights charging towards them, they would forcibly chop them off their horses.
Every elf swordsman possesses superb sword skills.
Their figures were agile, passing through the afterimages, and shuttled under the enemy's swords.
The sharp elf sword in his hand outlines dazzling sword light.
Soon, a large number of mutilated corpses of undead creatures were piled up around them.
However, there are too many undead creatures.
As time passed, more and more undead creatures poured into the battlefield and surrounded the Elf Legion under the command of some high-level undead.
The Elf Legion could only be forced to change their alignment.
At the beginning, the elf army's camp was in a square shape, with the elf swordsmen at the front.
Now the camp has become a circle.
The elf swordsmen still stood on the outside, guarding the elf archers and elf magicians in the inner circle.
It may not seem like a big difference, but in fact this is very detrimental to the Elf Swordsmen, because their defensive front is longer and they have to face more enemies at the same time.
The only good news is that the Elven Mage's destructive power is astounding.
The advanced magic they cast can kill a large number of undead creatures every minute and every second.
Moreover, with the fairy spring water to replenish their magic power, they didn't have to worry about consumption at all, and they kept using various magic skills all the time, constantly increasing the casualties of the undead army.
This can relieve the pressure on the elven swordsmen to a great extent.
As for the elven archers, most of the attention is on the sky.
As the elf magicians change their attack targets, the threats from the sky can only be left to them to deal with.
"This is a very elite elf army."
"Every elf has sophisticated equipment and rich combat experience."
"So far, we have lost more than 50,000 undead..."
Behind the battlefield, a group of necromancers holding bone staffs were communicating with their spiritual consciousness.
"What we undead are least afraid of are the elites!"
"Consumption can consume them to death!"
"You're right!"
While speaking, a group of undead magicians waved their bone staffs in unison, releasing a faint green light.
Wherever the light passed, piles of undead creatures stood up from the ground.
Some of them are healed undead.
Some are newly resurrected undead.
At this time, a large number of soul fire fragments were scattered on the battlefield.
If there are no special circumstances, these soul fire fragments will gradually dissipate and return to the origin of the world.
Under the guidance of the necromancers' resurrection techniques, these soul fire fragments gathered together and merged with nearby corpses, eventually turning into new undead.
This is also one of the most terrifying places for undead creatures.
It looks fragile, but in fact its "vitality" is extremely tenacious. "The tree of life is the spiritual pillar of the elves."
"A group of undead should be sent to chop down the tree of life and defeat the morale of the elves."
"There are two giant trees there. Which one is the tree of life?"
"Whatever, let's chop down both trees together!"
"That makes sense!"
With an order, a large number of undead creatures suddenly appeared on the battlefield and surrounded the Tree of Life and the Ancient Tree of War not far away.
Lin Yi, who was in the center of the battlefield, also saw this scene.
However, he didn't take it to heart.
Because he had taken protective measures in advance.
Sure enough, just as the undead approached the two ancient trees, huge pillars of flame suddenly rose up within a hundred meters with the ancient war tree as the center.
The undead were caught off guard and were burned to ashes in pieces.
That was another magical trap set by the elven huntresses.
And it is very dense, directly protecting the ancient tree of war in the center. Even high-level undead cannot even think of breaking through the pillar of flame to attack the ancient tree of war.
As for the Tree of Life, there was no Pillar of Flame.
This attracted a large number of living undead creatures to gather around.
But in the end, no matter how hard they tried, they could not hurt the tree of life at all. Instead, they received ridicule from the elves hiding in the tree.
The Tree of Life is the core building of the territory.
The system had told Lin Yi earlier that the Tree of Life would be invincible until other buildings in the territory were destroyed. Not to mention a group of mid-level and low-level undead creatures, even saints and demigods cannot move a single leaf of the tree of life.
Therefore, Lin Yi did not let the elf huntresses set up magic traps around the Tree of Life.
Just keep the ancient tree of war.
If the ancient war tree is cut down, he will have to consume energy crystals to rebuild it.
Lin Yi then summoned an elf huntress and said to her: "Find a way to cross the battlefield and kill those undead magicians. We can't let them continue to revive the undead on the battlefield!"
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
The Elf Huntress bowed and retreated.
A moment later, dozens of beautiful figures riding Gale Leopards gathered together, and then ripped open the camp of the undead army like sharp arrows.
During the process, a high-level team of undead knights came to intercept.
But he was instantly killed by the elf huntresses.
With a ninth-level level, plus the ninth-level Warcraft mount Gale Leopard, this combat power is simply not something that the undead knights can withstand.
Defeated in one encounter.
The one who escaped slowly was torn to pieces by the elf huntresses along with his undead mount.
"Damn it! Their target is us!"
"Fall back!"
The necromancers summoned more undead creatures to intercept them, and followed their companions to escape into the darkness outside the square.
The Zombie King they serve is hidden in the darkness.
Swish, swish, swish...
Countless bone spurs struck from the air.
This is the magic cast by the necromancers.
The elven huntresses waved the short blades in their hands and chopped all the bone spurs into pieces with great accuracy, and then continued the pursuit without losing speed.
Not long after, the elf huntresses finally intercepted a group of undead magicians on the edge of the square, and without saying a word, they raised their butcher knives.
"Your Majesty, help!"
There are necromancers calling for help from the darkness in the distance.
vaguely visible.
There were pairs of green soul fires floating in the darkness.
However, even after all the necromancers present were killed, reinforcements in the darkness still did not appear.
For some reason, the Zombie King never took action.
(End of chapter)